Thanks so much for lots of feedback guys! XD I now present chapter two!

I don't own Phineas and Ferb...

Ferb moaned as he slowly awoke. His head ached and there was this constant beeping in his ear that was driving him nuts. When his eyes fluttered open, he realized that he wasn't in his room; he was in a hospital room. He glanced up to the heart monitor he was connected to and then looked down to where there was some air being pumped into his nose. He frowned to himself as he tried to think back on what happened.

Different images swarmed his mind… the concert, his dad's angry voice, driving home with Phineas, hearing himself shout out, a pair of headlights coming their way, the car flipping before it final fell to the ground and then total darkness. Ferb held his breath and felt his eyes grow wider. They were in some sort of a car accident. He gripped the side of the bed tighter as he looked around frantically. Where was Phineas? Where was his brother? Soon all of this constant worrying and shaking started to make him feel woozy. Ferb then started to feel a very painful migraine coming along. His hands went up to his head and his fingers dud into his hair. Would the pain just stop?

He felt someone place their hand on his arm. Ferb's eyes snapped open and he was both relieved and surprised to see who was here,

"Dad…?"

Lawrence nodded as he kneeled down to Ferb's level, "Hello Ferb," he spoke softly, "how are you feeling?"

Ferb looked around the room once more before looking back at his dad, "What… what happened? I mean the car and… I didn't see it coming…"

Lawrence put his hand on his son's head, "Easy there son, or you'll get another splitting headache."

Ferb calmed down as he felt his father starting to stroke his hair. Once he settled back down, his dad spoke, "A drunk driver was driving on the wrong side of the road, and ran into the car you guys were in. The driver was unhurt, so he was sent straight to jail for driving under the influence. You and your brother on the other hand needed medical attention right away. You had a deep head wound and a slight concussion, and Phineas…" he paused.

Ferb looked over at his dad and pleaded him with his eyes. Lawrence sighed and continued, "Phineas is… pretty unstable right now he's… he's still in a coma."

Ferb felt like the world had suddenly stopped spinning. His mouth went dry and he felt tears forming in his eyes. His little brother was… in a coma?

Ferb gulped and whispered, "What is today?"

Lawrence sighed, "It's Saturday afternoon, you've been out since really early Friday morning."

Ferb sunk back down on the bed and suddenly felt another migraine coming on. He winced as he shut his eyes tightly and started digging his hands into his head. He felt the bed shift as Lawrence stood up,

"I'm going to call the nurse and get your mother, I'll be right back."

Ferb whimpered and nodded his head as the pain turned from bad to worse. He soon saw a nurse walking in with his mom and dad. Linda instantly kneeled down next to Ferb and grabbed his hand and stroked his cheek. Her eyes were full of tears as she spoke,

"Oh my poor baby… everything's alright now, mommy's here…"

Ferb whimpered again and gave her hand a small squeeze. Lawrence kneeled down on the other side of Ferb and put his hand on his son's head while he looked up at the nurse,

"How's he doing?"

The nurse checked over his heart monitor and came up to Ferb with a small flashlight. After checking his eyes, she took the tube away from his nose and gave Lawrence a small smile,

"Your son is going to be just fine Mr. Fletcher. He does have a small concussion still, but it should be fully healed within a month or so."

She walked over to a small black bag and pulled out a needle. After she was filled it with liquid, she walked back over,

"This should help with the pain…"

Ferb tensed up and scooted away from the nurse. He hated needles and would do anything to get away from them. Lawrence sat up on the bed and caressed his son's head.

"Easy there son," Lawrence spoke soothingly, "she's going to help you feel all better now."

Ferb only nodded before burying his head into his dad's shirt. The nurse rolled up the sleeve on Ferb's right arm and spoke,

"This will only sting for a second…"

Ferb felt the needle break his skin as it went into his arm. He shut his eyes tight and bit his lip, while his dad rubbed his back and his mom held his hand tighter.

After the syringe was empty, the nurse gently pulled the needle back out and gave the area she just poked a small rub.

"There now, all done…"

Ferb relaxed at once, but didn't pull away from his dad. Lawrence kept his arm around his son as he spoke,

"No more needles, Ferb… it's all done…"

Ferb nodded against his dad's shirt, but still didn't pull away. Linda looked up at the nurse,

"When do you think he can come home?"

The nurse smiled, "I'll get the doctor in here to check him again, but I'm sure he'll be able to leave sometime today or tonight."

After the nurse left, Lawrence looked back down at his son, "Everything's alright now, Ferb… you're going to be alright…"

Ferb shook his head and mumbled, "I want to see Phineas…"

Linda squeezed his hand, "If you're able to come home with us, we'll stop by his room before we leave."

The sounds of footsteps drew the family's attention to the door. The doctor walked in and smiled,

"Well Ferb, it's nice to see you with your eyes open… let's take a look at you now, shall we?"

Ferb pulled away from his dad to look at the doctor, who took out a stethoscope from his large pocket. The doctor kneeled down next to Ferb and began listening to his heartbeat. After listening for a few seconds, the doctor looked at Ferb's eyes and gave him a small smile,

"You do still have a small concussion, but with plenty of rest you'll be able to go back to normal within four weeks or so."

Ferb nodded his head as his dad spoke, "So… can we take him home today?"

The doctor nodded, "Yes, but he must rest up and take it easy. I'll give you medicine to take with you to help with the occasional migraines."

Linda smiled, "Thank you so much doctor."

After the doctor left, Ferb sat up straight and looked around the room. He slowly pushed the covers back and stretched his arms over his head. Lawrence chuckled,

"Well someone's very eager to get going. Hang on a second, your mum and I brought an extra set of clothes for you and your brother just in case."

Lawrence went over to a chair that had some fresh clothes hanging on it and placed them on the bed. Linda stood from where she was and smiled,

"We'll be in the room right across the hall."

Lawrence nodded and ruffled his son's head, "Take it slow and easy son."

After both of his parents left the room, Ferb began to change out of his hospital clothing and into his own clothes. Before he put his shirt on, he looked at himself in the mirror that was in the room and frowned. His chest, arms and back were covered in scratches and bruises. He bit his lip as he ran a finger over a darkened bruise on his arm. Never in his life has he seen so many bruises before.

He finally shook these thoughts off as he carefully put his shirt on. After he got his shoes tied up, he slowly walked over to the door and opened it back up. He peeked his head around the hallway and slowly walked into the next room that was directly in front of him. What he saw next stunned him.

His brother Phineas was lying in the hospital bed… he was pale as a ghost and a small frown was imprinted on his freckled face. Linda was holding Phineas's hand while Lawrence stood behind her and rubbed her shoulder. He glanced up at Ferb and motioned him over. Ferb walked to the other side of the bed and slowly kneeled down next to his brother. He took Phineas's other and, and winced when he felt how cold it was. Tears began to sting his eyes as he thought back to the last moment before he blacked out…

"Come on Ferb," Phineas spoke up, "it won't be too bad. Sure we'll be punished, but at least we'll-"

Ferb slammed his fist against the wheel, "Why did I let you talk me into this? I knew we would get caught, and now my dad is never going to trust me again!"

"Ferb I'm… I'm sorry…"

"You're only sorry for getting caught! I hate you Phineas Flynn!"

I hate you… those were the last words he said to Phineas before the accident. Those were the last words Phineas heard out of Ferb's normally quiet mouth. He didn't mean it… well at the time he did, but now…

Ferb felt a tear slide down his cheek as he whispered,

"Oh Phin… I am so sorry…"

Lawrence came up behind his son and laid a hand on his shoulder. Ferb glanced up at him, and saw how tired and depressed his dad looked.

Lawrence sighed, "We should get you home, Ferb. We'll come back tomorrow to check up on Phineas if you're feeling up to it."

Ferb didn't want to leave, he just wanted to stay here, hold Phineas's cold hand and tell him how much he really means to him. Lawrence nudged Ferb's shoulder and beckoned him to follow him and Linda out. Ferb sighed and placed Phineas's hand back by his side. After stealing one more glance at the pale boy, Ferb obediently followed his parents out of the room.

They stopped at the front desk to sign a couple of papers and to pick up some medicine for Ferb to take at home. Once they did that, the three of them walked out to the parking lot and towards the car. After they piled in, Linda started the engine and started driving off.

The car ride back home was silent, much to Ferb's surprise. He thought that his parents would start scolding him once they were out of the hospital, but so far nothing. Ferb played with his thumbs in the backseat, and looked out the window. His head still hurt and his body ached, but the biggest pain he had was in his heart. He let his parents down; he told his brother that he hated him, the two of them ended up in a car accident which landed Phineas into a coma and Ferb a concussion… all because he didn't try to talk his brother out of going or just saying no to him. Ferb bit his lip hard and tasted blood. If Phineas… didn't make it, he would have to hold full responsibility for it and would probably never forgive himself.

Once they reached the house, Ferb carefully got out and looked around the neighborhood. Everything looked the same as before, except for the fact that there was no Phineas around to spark up the day. He followed his parents up to the house and walked inside. Ferb felt a little dizzy from walking around and his head began to ache a little again, but it did feel good to actually be home now.

Linda smiled at him, "Are you hungry? I can make you a sandwich or something."

Ferb shook his head, "Thanks mum but… I think I just want to lie down for a while."

Lawrence nodded, "You need help getting upstairs?"

Ferb shook his head again as he grabbed the railing and began slowly walking up the stairs. As he walked up, he paused when he heard his parents speaking in hushed tones. He tried to listen carefully as he slowly took a step up.

"I should talk to him…" Lawrence spoke, "… we need to talk about it sometime…"

"…wait until his head heals," Linda replied, "… don't need him to get worked up… knows what they did was wrong…"

"I know but… should be grounded but… I'll go up in a little bit…"

Ferb could only hear bits and pieces of their conversation, but he could hear enough to know that he was probably going to get a long and stern lecture from his father.

Once he was in the bedroom, Ferb sat down on his bed and glanced over at Phineas's empty bed. Ferb tried picturing his brother lying on the bed, talking and laughing about whatever. It was hard to imagine since Phineas is in the hospital out cold and unstable.

Ferb lied down on his bed and curled his knees up to his chin. He let a few tears run down his face as he closed his eyes and sighed.

"Phineas," he whispered, "I am so sorry. I never meant for any of this… please forgive me and wake up. Give me another chance to be the brother you so deserve. I won't let you down this time, I promise… I promise… I…"

Ferb slowly drifted off to sleep, still mumbling his brothers name.

I looked up concussions and read that some small ones take about four weeks to heal, so ha ha... I did research! lol I'm sorry if the scene in the hospital isn't perfect. I don't go to the hospital so I have to base it on whatever I watch on 'House'. :) Thanks for reading. Review?